Instead of revealing the secrets of the map via conversation, Damien wanted to show me something. We had to travel. But we couldn't. My wolf was the problem. So here we were - stuck on the borders. He became my teacher. He trained me to control my shifts in the cruel way - the rogue way.
The first day I shifted, it felt like my body was being torn apart from the inside. My bones cracked to every fiber and reformed, skin tearing as fur erupted from beneath, and my muscles contorted as my wolf forced her way to the surface. The pain was unbearable, agonizing. And then I had to shift back to my human form, the pain equally brutal. The process repeated. Every time I shifted back, my body ached, my limbs heavy with fatigue.
But Damian was relentless. He watched over me, calm and composed, off
